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Yea

I just mind my business /
Tell the truth I rather see the sh*t on television 
Im paper chasin' burnin' woods/ you know how I'm living
You lil ni**gas in the way kill off the competition 
Feel like im al capone/ Im made ni**a 

Yea

Boys swear they popping but we never hear em' 
We was running thru the city we aint never see em'
I was in a 650 smoking your per diem 
Rap is easy im trying to get the stock up 
Ever time I drop you know I wake the block up
I sick of all these none rapping ass ni**as
Im way sicker Im too real to be a ass kisser
I don't got no pressure with you,
 You don't owe me chicken 
How that's your big homie he got you on a dummy mission 
Told my lil partner run it up til he can buy some land 
Clean your face so you down owe no one but uncle sam 
Aint takin money come again
I feel the devil creeping in 
She'll get you booked if that pussy is yo weakness
I aint never reaching unless its for the glizzy 
You can keep the clout I rather count up me a milli 

I just mind my business /
Tell the truth I rather see the sh*t on television 
Im paper chasin' burnin' woods/ you know how I'm living
You lil ni**gas in the way kill off the competition 
Feel like im al capone/ Im made ni**a 
I aint J cole but born sinner 
Long money short temper Im the same ni**a
He made a lil splash but my wave bigger 
Like a flat ball aint playin' with ya  

Put this shit back in perspective
Ni**a what's your purpose why you out her moving reckless
This not a prop boy this glock is for protection 
Hit you in your neck if you reachin for my necklace 
It go down in a second i got racks that im catching
Adding up this money every sense an adolescence 
I don't care who your opps i don't care bout what you reppin' 
Every time they rap I don't never get the message 
This is me , this is Spoat, this my testimony 
Take the steak off your plate tired of eating on bologna 
Aint no place on this earth that I can't go ni**a
If you run up sending shots at your Kangol ni**a
I just lay low and observe 
Make her pu**y moist when i pop out and emerge 
Any beat Im on guarantee Im gon surf 
They try to count me out but that shit don't never work 

I just mind my business /
Tell the truth I rather see the sh*t on television 
Im paper chasin' burnin' woods/ you know how I'm living
You lil ni**gas in the way kill off the competition 
Feel like im al capone/ Im made ni**a 
I aint J cole but born sinner 
Long money short temper Im the same ni**a
He made a lil splash but my wave bigger 
Like a flat ball aint playin' with ya

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